#... so tired I don't really know what else to tag

[suplicyy]

this is really specific but haikyuu characters reacting to the reader sticking different flowers in their hair throughout the entire school day!!

A Flower for my Lover

Summary — Haikyuu characters reacting to you putting flowers in their hair at school.

Characters — Kuroo, Daichi, Ushijima, Suna, Hajime, Hinata.

— Fluff

— Gn!Reader

You're in the school's botany club, and recently you've been secretly picked up some flowers from your club for one purpose: put flowers in your loved one's hair at any time at school.

And this has been going on for almost a week, and it looks like you won't get tired of making this strangely affectionate gesture anytime soon...

Kuroo Tetsuro

The first time you did this he was confused, but soon after he joined in too!

The first few times he was taken by surprise and couldn't react, but as time went by he started to lightly tease you about the act.

If you are short, he would raise his head as high as he could so you wouldn't reach him, while laughing at your irritated face because of his teasing.

But don't worry about this!! Kuroo actually loves it when you put random flowers on his hair by surprise.

He would also pick some smaller flowers from the grass, and try to do the same to you.

By the end of the day you would both be laughing as you look at each other's flower-filled hair.

Daichi Sawamura

The first time you did this, he didn't even realize there was something in his hair.

He only realized it when he entered the gym and his teammates were laughing and teasing him.

And at that moment Daichi already knew who was responsible for putting this little flower on his head.

He knows he can't resist because he knows you won't stop, so he just accepts the situation with a laugh.

But what you didn't expect was that the next day he would show up at your door with a bouquet of flowers for you. <3

He approaches you as he takes one of the flowers present in the bouquet, and places one behind your ear, looking passionately at you.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

He really didn't understand why you were doing this.

You thought that when you put a flower in his hair he would express some emotion, but all you got was the same dull expression as always.

I think Ushijima would say something like "That's childish."

You would have thought he didn't like it if you hadn't seen his cheeks turning a slight shade of pink.

He wouldn't protest if you kept doing that (Deep down he likes you doing this, but he would never admit it out loud.)

He doesn't really understand why you were doing this all the time, but if it makes you happy he would keep letting you do it.

Rintaro Suna

He would be the type of person who is too jaded to protest to things like that, so he just accepts the situation.

But I think Suna would find your gesture cute to be honest.

When he wasn't training, he would always stay close to you, as if he were your shadow. So putting flowers in his hair would be a pretty easy task.

Sometimes he would take a photo of himself and post it on his story, tagging you in the corner of the image along with a song that reminds him of you!!

And he would do the same to you, putting flowers in your hair and taking a picture of you, always reminding you how beautiful you are.

Hajime Iwaizumi

Just like Daichi, he also wouldn't realize he has flowers in his hair. With you hugging him so lovingly like that, how would he imagine that you were putting flowers in his hair without him knowing?

He would only realize that something was wrong when Oikawa and the other third years started laughing in his face.

But after throwing a ball in their head, they didn't have the courage to say anything else after that.

Initially, Iwa thought you did it for the purpose of mocking him, but when he notices how sweetly you're looking at him, he dismisses that possibility.

With a blush on his cheeks, he lets you continue to style his hair with the flowers, but don't expect him to keep them in his hair all day.

Hinata Shoyo

He sure would be a blushing mess.

And him being short is a great advantage for you, as you can put flowers in his hair more easily.

At first Hinata would be shy, but as time went by he would start laughing at the situation along with you!

If he saw any flowers on the way to school, he would pick them up and secretly keep them from you.

And the moment you were distracted... flowers would be all over your hair, just like you do with it!!

His happy smile when he sees that you fell for your own prank is certainly priceless.

A/N — Hellooo, tysm for your request!!

You told me to do it with "Haikyuu characters" , but that description is very vague since there are MANY characters...😭

So I put all the characters I could remember in a roulette wheel and chose 6 of them, and the result was the ones that appeared here!! So I'm sorry if there's a character that you don't like. 💔💔

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsurou #daichi sawamura #daichi sawamura x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #suna rintarou #suna rintaro x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi hajime #hinata shoyo x reader #hinata shoyo

[cosmos-dot-semicolon]

Dicey Dungeons Dashboard (Diceboard) Simulator

💲 cashmoney-and-fame Follow

probability isn't real. either it happen or it don't

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wait no i didn't mean it like that

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SHE'S ON THIS SITE???

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op's so going to lose his next run.

#dicey dungeons #the thief #smiting tag #kinda on him though how do you post that while COMPETING

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I don't know if this is an unpopular opinion, but stealing equipment shouldn't be allowed! Lady Luck worked very hard on making specific movesets for everyone and it's not fair for you to just steal those for yourself!

💲 cashmoney-and-fame Follow

reblog to pickpocket from op.

🖐️ handthrower Follow

get pickpocketed, loser!

🪞 pal-with-a-calculator Follow

I don't know if this is an unpopular opinion, but stealing equipment shouldn't be allowed! Lady Luck worked very hard on making specific movesets for everyone and it's not fair for you to just steal those for yourself!

I don't shut up, I grow up, and when I look at you I throw up. also pickpocketing from op.

🔨 spanner-time Follow

Pickpocketing from OP. Sorry, it's a too interesting of a mechanic!

🏍️ earth-foodie Follow

'borrowing' from op.

🃏 yournewjestie Follow

Taking OP's last piece of equipment!

#as tiring as it is being a dice again i gotta say. I missed stealing people's stuff. #trapped for eternity i mean dicey dungeons tag

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🐝 bees-and-trees Follow

lady luck is such good lesbian representation. you agree. reblog.

🌅 aurora-official Follow

Didn't she say she was going to curse her last assistant/ex for eternity just for saying they were sick of being called a minion

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god forbid women do anything 💅

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slop slurp, sloop slurp-purp slop slurp Tumblr slop-slup!

slop sloop slurp-slup? slurp slop slip!

slop sloop slop-slurp? slurp slop slap!

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!!! important! always reblog.

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thank you op I really needed this <3

#positivity #tumblr checkpoint

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This poll is inaccurate! DICE is the PLURAL, while DIE is the singular!

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Actually, both can be used as the singular in modern-day language! I was just curious since I've heard very different pronunciations of it within the community ^_^

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douse sweep.

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douse sweep.

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Douse sweep!

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Deece.

DEECE NU-

#trapped for eternity i mean dicey dungeons tag #sillyposting

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🎡 spinningeternally-deactivated20

does anyone else think it's kind of problematic how Dicey Dungeons literally gets to keep its contestants for eternity if they lose? Like. You suck at a game and then they just own your soul?? Forever? How is that fair or allowed? And you're not even allowed to leave or quit your job?

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Literally! I love the concept of the show but we shouldn't talk about it without overlooking its issues.

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calm down girl it's just a TV show

🎡 spinningeternally-deactivated20

MULTIPLE!! WORKERS!! HAVE COME OUT ABOUT NOT WANTING TO STAY ON THE SHOW FOREVER. THERE ARE LITERALLY NEWSPAPERS FROM 1000 YEARS AGO ABOUT IT.

🎡 spinningeternally-deactivated20

@sorceress-the-best SO DO I?? That doesn't mean we can't fight for better conditions down here? To at least be able to leave?

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sounds like someone's mad that they're not a boss yet >:)

🎡 spinningeternally-deactivated20

YOU WILL DIE IN 7 DAYS.

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prev is literally a minor???

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something... bad happened in here :(

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For context, OP was Jester's alt account. @witchinghoursofficial was the Witch's old account.

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ohhhhhh 😬 sloop.

#dicey dungeons #dicecourse #hall of fame

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🎡 spinningeternally-deactivated20

YEAH I DID! WATCH THIS! @the-lady-luck

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wait wrong account

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#dicey dungeons #i can't think of anything else to put here rn. i spent way too much time on this #ESPECIALLY THE FUCKING SLIME BIT OMG. #dots dots dots

[thekittyokat]

you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah

#sorry i got really into my feelings about mark hoffman again #the very specific version of him in my brain that i really really wish i had the time and energy to properly share with you guys #saw #well until i muster the energy to explode all of my feelings out into a fic. if you want to TRY and understand #know that my three biggest hoffman fic insps right now are as follows #your best kept secret hoffman. a series of mistakes hoffman. and rushed like a dreadful wind hoffman. #there is a very clear throughline just know i am extremely emotionally compromised rn #thinking about theee fics vs the canon path hoffman spirals down #something something the absolute tragedy of watching a man's descent into madness #the transformation of a man into a monster #and what could have saved him from himself and kramer's corruption #sorry i'm rambling so much oh my god i was just having such a crying fit out of nowhere about this #do you think he could feel it happening. do you think he was aware he was losing his mind. #the script version of him fucks with me so bad. the crazed rankings and the longer hair and him not being well kept anymore #it's impossible to think he didn't know he was deteriorating #fuuuck okay i need to either chill or write a whole longfic rn #i project on that guy so much i truly don't know if i could properly write my vision of him #until i do something more substantial the full extent of my hoffman exists for me and my boyfriend only. they get me like no one else #well ginny and jenna also get me. please read best kept secret and a series of mistakes Oh My God #where am i going with this. i like tag rambling actually this is a nice way to do it without forcing EVERYONE to read my delirium #anyways if you've read all of this i think i love you? feel free to dm me about hoffman and my very specific headcanons and aus #maybe soon i'll try and start writing my fics about this tragic man #i could never say any of this on twitter btw they'd string me up for my opinions on him as a sad wet beast who could have been fixed #if only he hadn't been weaponized first #god i'm too tired to even be as embarrassed about this as i should be. thought i unlearned cringe already #but i've been spending way too much time on twitter and they HAAATE hoffman there #rip. i know it's not that serious but i'm sensitive rn and hate feeling lonely in my thoughts #ok bye for real otherwise i'll never shut up. i might tag ramble more often bc this was therapeutic in a way i needed badly #cat chat

[buttercup-barf]

Under the cut are mostly self-insert doodles of decreasing quality. Again, not much directly tied to Team Fortress 2. Might as well toss these out while I have no access to my puter. Much yapping under the cut and in the tags incoming.

Another self-insert, this time less of a "here's me as a tenth class" and more of a "here's my game experiences translated into the class I would take the place of". The Cleaner. Although I guess they could still be wearing either suit. It doesn't matter that much.

That one Convict's Case taunt with Backup would be extremely funny, because the man would be on the verge of a breakdown (he does not want to go to jail so bad you have no idea). The second image- I owe no explanation. You know what I am. You see the pattern with my favourites.

The duality of the man. Resting face versus "just heard you express interest in religion/Russian folklore" face. He's not that hard to make friends with, when you pull him away from all the explosions.

Some doodles of trying to figure his face out. Unfortunately, the more I stare at him, the more I worry that he looks like A Certain Guy With The Last Name "Kazarin", and the fear of never being original in my life caught up to me.

Don't look at me, don't perceive me, I refuse to explain any of my actions to you.

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #that's it that's the only tags i am putting this in. maybe someday i will have the balls to do more but for now that's about it #while i have the chance - and since posts with more of my yapping in the tags don't pop in people's feeds much - i might as well ramble- #-about these guys here. self-inserts or not i'm projecting only half of my bullshit on each one of them. creativity 👍 #backup is tall and pale and has sharp canines and more of a dull brown hair colour with tired grey eyes. no amount of babyface or soft- #-hands can really help a motherfucker when he's grimacing so much because he just Hates being around half the people on the team. #cleaner meanwhile is on the shorter side and has constantly flushed skin and brighter colours and whatnot. you can't see it because of the- #-mask most of the time but they do smile a lot more and have a more cheery disposition towards life and see the whole team as their friends! #backup transitioned fully (albeit not very legally lmao) and is scared shitless of not being seen as a man although the last time that ever- #-came up was years ago. he holds onto his last name as part of the heritage he loves and loathes at the same time - attached to his culture- #-and religion and bloodline while also resentful of his family and the regime he knows someone else on the team suffered under. #cleaner just kinda binds and calls it a day. he only does it to confuse the team because while he doesn't identify with being a girl he- #-loves the confused looks his epic gender reveal moment gets. they do not remember their family name or where they grew up or what even got- #-them to this kind of mental state. and he's chill with it he values the here and now way more than some dark edgy backstory. #backup despite trying to be an honest man is afraid of vulnerability as well. he stubbornly refuses to express love towards certain people- #-lest they feel disgusted and turn away. he's afraid of consequences afraid of losing the people he loves afraid of his ''interests'' being- #-what drives them away. it doesn't by the way and he just wasted time being a cold indecisive loser for several months lmao #cleaner wears a suit that hides all of them yes but they pretty much never lie. he is always his truest self and he can always just burn- #-people who don't like him enough to make it a problem. they are a lot more comfortable indulging in their interests - be they innocent- #-and juvenile or violent and dangerous. he is quite open with his affection and his fascinations that backup would rather keep secret. #i want to establish that these two can only exist in separate universes because they both have feelings towards the funny assistant lady- #-and the funny inventor guy (selfshipping for the winnn) and would fight over those two. cleaner would win by the way #it's also a really funny point of comparison. cleaner is objectively more fucked up than backup and still managed to be more normal about- #-their feelings and live as a healthier and happier person than that guy. comedic gold honestly #OKAY I'M DONE if you read up to here you get uhhh a cookie :-)

[x-adoringvoid-x]

Apparently that's called the 'irresistible force paradox'

#oc f/o #f/o art #fictional other #self shipping #self insert #oc #original character #they're patient with me #also I finally draw Hadri with a different form! #I want to do more with their shape shifting but I haven't made much that turns out well #small vent in tags upcoming if you don't want to read #Feeling bad about posting but I shouldn't just give up #In some way social media isn't for me because I take things too personally #but if I'm going to meet people I have some common ground with I don't know where else I'd look #common ground with something that means something to me #I want to meet people that don't suck to talk to #And actively have things they want to talk to me about that we're both interested in #Tired of being just ears. #I'm talking about my family here not anyone on the site btw #I just wish there were people who wanted to talk in the same way I want to talk #same level of energy I guess #Sorry to vent in silly drawings but it is what it is #Fun fact if you read this far...Hadri would like Evangelion #I don't know why that came to mind today but it makes total sense #They're a deity-like person so religion is interesting and they'd be drawn in by the drama #I honestly don't know how they'd examine media since their setting is basically medieval so Hadri's never really watched anything #Maybe a play? #I'd be nice to know what Hadri would think of things I like #But my tastes are very colorful... watched Ind/go Park for example and have it stuck in my head now #Popp/ playtime and Ind/go Park seem to both be going for fnaf Portal and I am feeling something

[marigoldwriter]

Brain: Are you okay?

Me: *Writing a story and developing three others in the background, in the middle of a week of exams* yea...

#i'm really tired #I need to sleep a whole day and I will feel refreshed #Plus I'm on my period #WHY IS EVERYTHING GOING SO WRONG?!? #I'm really sorry for the delay in posting here everything has been so hectic #where I live it's four in the morning what am I doing wake up? #I wish I could write more #writing prompt #writing stuff #writing prompts #i tried #I don't know what else to tag here

[alwaysbethewest]

I don’t read a lot fic so I’m simultaneously living in an ignorant lalaland but also wanting more and afraid to venture into wild territory for fear of repeatedly encountering the Joel you mentioned. If even someone like me has noticed it, then it’s truly pervasive. I like to think I do a decent job of separating the character from their dominant trope/au/fanon but it gets hard <insert Oscar Isaac coffee gif>

I'm kind of in the same boat! I'm not reading that much these days (and when my brain is ready to I have a looong to-read list for other characters!) but I like to scroll through the fandom tag and skim the summaries. I'm sure there IS some great, thoughtful, in-character fic out there but I rarely see anything that draws me in. I've actually literally just added a tag filter for his name so I can stop looking in the first place because I find it so dispiriting and confusing 😕

#i hate to even say this stuff out loud because i truly don't want to yuck anyone else's yum or whatever the saying is #it feels shitty to become self-conscious about what you want to write and i don't want to make anyone feel bad #AND i know that my own fics are often not that in-character #i really don't believe that being perfectly in-character is the most important thing #but at the same time i just am so.... #confused by the predominant themes and tropes and how much they do not align with my vision of this character #a deeply sad broken hollowed out tired man #who probably barely finds it in him to regularly fuck his long term partner #(not that she is ever acknowledged either 🙃🙃🙃) #much less someone younger than his dead daughter #like where did that.... come from #sorry if this makes me an asshole!!!! oh well #anonymous #ask #and i am purposely not using full names or tags lol bc i'm just saying my thing to my followers not trying to start a whole conversation 😬

[cryptojuice]

take this with a grain of extremely drunk but at this point I'm my journey? now? I'm like literally the idealest person in the world and I think everyone else has something wrong with them

#is it autism? is that why people don't just fuckin communicate with me? #my autistic superpower is im TOO GOOD at communicating and everyone else is behind me. #im already in the 'so how do we meet our needs' stage when other people are in the avoidance stage or the self awareness stage #idk. idk. fuckin tired of it #tired of games tired of excuses tired of IMMATURITY #tired of being more grown than people in their mid 30s. tired of being more grown than my parents in their mid 50s #tired of being the ONLY person i know ACTIVELY working on their flaws and making progress #maybe others are just working on things i dont notice and maybe others dont notice what im doing. but idk. people have seemed to notice. #is it because im becoming buddhist? am i like more fucking enlightened or something? #i would hope that wouldn't be the only thing causing such a disconnect cause that sounds fucking pretentious #im drunk cause i was upset. remember yhis if you're reading these tags #im not upset anymore cause i got drunk. and made a really good omelette #but yeah i feel so different from other people. so much better and also so much worse. hashtag paradox #best communicator deepest thinker most compassionate soul. also most horrible awful sinner #↑obsessed with the concept of sin in a fascinating way for someone who doesn't Believe in it #yes im a sinner yes im a real sex demon from hell no hell doesnt exist yes reincarnation is real yes i am buddhist yes i believe in ghosts. #i contain multitudes #anyways #i was supposed to *** ** ***** *** today and i didn't so I got grumpy i guess #i really need to practice the principles of detachment #I've gotten a lot better at patience and calm and meditation but i still care so much about inconsequential shit. enough to drink it away i #i should sleep i was trying to fix my sleep schedule the last two nights #but i don't want to. i want to drink and have fun and maybe cry #we'll see #doubt anyone is gonna read this it's mostly for me #gonna tag this #therapy #so i can find it if i need it #i just miss my girlfriend man. but she stood me up again without a word and it's disrespectful #and i know I'm gonna forgive her

[asinglesock]

had a stress dream that I'd been enrolled in a fifth class this semester and not known about it and that I was failing because of never attending class or turning in assignments

#a sock speaks #grad school tag #I am planning to take a fifth class spring semester just to be sure I suffer as much as possible #I found out the class I didn't get into only had 4 slots available for in-person students bc online students were given priority #nobody else in my Greek class got into it #so it's slightly less embarrassing now #I am so thankful I don't have to present today. I think I'd burst into tears #as it is I'm going to do my bare minimum and go home. tomorrow I'll try to do better. #the stress is really hitting me. not that I can't handle this week but it warps how I envision the future #I remember how tired I get from finals and how much writing I have to do #(60 double-spaced pages of writing for my term papers plus my Hebrew exam) #I think I'll take an incomplete for my longest paper but then it'll still be hanging over my head so I have to at least write the framework #I wish I could look at what I'm doing and see that value of it. I know I love this material and I find it exciting #but I wish I were more excited about what I'm doing with it #if only I had more time

[daz4i]

when ww said "this is not my life, I'm no survivor, i only happened to survive"

#he gets it he really does. #hate when ppl call me resilient or are proud of me for surviving shit. girl i did not do anything to be here now. in fact quite the contrary #i am permanently in survival mode and I'm trying so hard to turn it off. but mostly in 1 direction and not the one most ppl hope #sigh. I'm tired man 😐 i just started new mood stabilizers and I'm anxious as fuck #(well. not new. i was on them before when i was a teen. can't remember why i stopped tho) #the whole trying new pills is depressing bc well. there's p much nothing left for me to try #i had a call with her this week. i mentioned it i think. but most of it was trying to figure out if there's meds i never tried out there #the only other one we considered to maybe replace my current antidepressant is very new to the market aka she doesn't know what it does yet #so. instead of replacing. adding stabilizers and hope they don't make things even worse (but lbr they probably will) #I'm very close to giving up yet again. idk what there even is to give up on anymore. my life is nothing with a side of void #but giving up is the only thing i know how to do. I'm too anxious to do anything else. i don't know how to do anything else #hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh really wanna cut rn but i already have some wounds on my hands and arms + I'm in enough pain as is so what's the use #vent #i should sleep. idk if i can. I've been trying all day and failed. I'm so tired #i wish i didn't wake up man 😐 i wish i died. tonight #suicide // #not really but implied ig #self harm mention // #ask to tag

[itsbaku]

“The moon bleeds for our losses, and they shall return with the essence of the mourned.”

That's a title lol

Anyways I managed to finish my Dia De Los Muertos art for this year. This is also a redraw! I'm honestly so proud of this, I wanna just look at it all day.

I love how much detail and work I put into this one. Like seriously, the face paint designs, the blood moon, everything. I worked so hard man. This has to be one of my favorites!!

Anyways here's the old one!

I smell improvement! Still kinda shit at drawing humans but I'm getting better!!

#art #my art #digital art #ship art #self ship #self shipping #oc x canon #toga himiko #himiko toga #baku #redraw #i don't really know what else to tag so #also i might make shit post doodles if i feel like it that are relevant to this #because i really wanna draw toga and baku eating some conchas together #seriously man i need some wholesome especially with the recent anime episodes #also i didn't draw blush because i felt like it'd be unrealistic considering the paint being there #i actually did so much research for this art man I'm so tired

[doodlboy]

mentally ill in the chillis tonight

#im..im tired but im fine #im not but #i don't really know what else to say rn #im sick. depression is getting worse. i am so tired #i need to work on getting my full time therapist but i just- i cant deal right now. I want to be alone for a while #im not eatin or takin care of myself like i should but im really tired #i dunno man #im tired #i miss my cat #keep hallucinating her around the house #im not doing well at all #elliot rambles #vent in tags #ig #just kind of a life update ig

[hangryyeena]

:)

#// vent #// personal #i always believe that my life just progressively gets worse with each passing birthday and i'm right every time #well it wasn't always like this #it was the reverse but after a long time of the opposite happening i just got so fucking tired #me saying anything in this post is fucking useless but i'm saying it anyways #but..... i'm tired of placing myself around people that make me feel like shit and i'm putting my foot down #and don't mean in a 'they go out of their way to treat me like crap' kind of way #i mean i feel like i don't matter around them or i feel like others are worth more than me to them #i feel like those corny posts where someone is standing alone while they watch other people be happy without any concern for you #and i feel like people only come to me when they want something from me like content or some other self-fulfilling thing #i am like..... really tired of begging people to treat me as an equal (especially as an artist) or at least be sympathetic to my problems #and i know all of this can be used against me but i don't care at this point #i'm tired of seeing red every time someone gets all of things i have to beg for- #-like basic respect or just someone saying something nice to me or my art #it hurts and i don't like having to throw any my kindness or generosity because i know i will never be treated the same way #like why do i have to beg for art reblogs or compliments when everyone else can get them without looking like a pathetic attention seeker #i don't understand what is inherently wrong with me that makes people go 'ew i don't like her or her art' #i've came up with all sorts of reasonings and i can't even decisively say what it is #i'm so tired #even after this nothing will change and u can guarantee this post will make it get worse #but this is just how i feel and i believe i have the right to vent without it being weaponized against me #i fear retaliation from people for venting and i shouldn't have to #long post #extremely long post #feel free to mute the '// vent' tag if you really don't want to hear my yapping

[unknown-limes]

Fuck.

#Limes Blabs #vent in tags #my crazy ex step mom is trying her goddamn best to ruin our lives and i'm so fucking tired of it #her most recent offense is reporting for the second time that her 9-yr-old said my 15-yr-old brother SA'd him #my brother didn't and everyone who knows him finds the notion utterly ridiculous. we're certain she's coaching her kid #this is the latest in a long line of abuse and harassment and bullshit tho and I'm just fucking done with it #i wish she would off herself and save everyone the time we've wasted disproving her shit #she's the worst person I've ever met and her behavior is stressing out my family so much that they're getting physically ill #i genuinely hate that fucking cunt. and i really don't want to give her my anger bc that gives her control over my emotions #but fuck man what else do i even do at this point!

[bratphilia]

overtime (m. schmidt x reader)

request: "Hey ! Just discovered your account and I love your writtings ! I was wondered if you could write a smut and romantic thing with mike ? I dont have any specific context and all its up to you ! <3"

note: ty sm for showing love to my work and for requesting!! i finally was able to write something actually sweet with mike for the first time lmao.

pairing: mike schmidt x reader

tags: small age gap, fingering, missionary

after putting abby to sleep, you fell asleep yourself in front of the tv. you couldn't help it! it was a long night of cooking spaghetti for abby (and ordering pizza, per her request), helping her build a fort, and coloring with her inside it. abby's a sweet kid, but babysitting has always tired you out in general. plus her older brother, your boss, started working the graveyard shift at his new job, so it would be unfeasible for you to not go to sleep during your time spent over there.

you woke up to the chair next to you being shifted in, and open your eyes to see mike sitting there, running a hand through his hair with a sigh. you feel embarrassed that you fell asleep on the job and quickly explain yourself. "i'm so sorry for falling asleep, i was just—"

he looks at you. "no need to apologize. i don't expect you to wait all night long for me."

awkward silence fills the air. well, that settles that. god, he's so cute, you think, even all stressed out and with bags under his eyes. he's also been nothing but kind to you since the two of you met. always concerned with how you're doing, how school is holding up, and just generally about your wellbeing. you try to do reciprocate as it's obvious mike doesn't have a lot of people in his life doing the same for him.

you're the first to break the silence. "uhm, there's leftover pizza in the fridge... you know, in case you want any..." you comment, not quite sure what else to say to him.

"oh! thank you," he says. "did abby ask you to..."

"make her spaghetti and order pizza? yes, she absolutely did."

both you and mike laugh. "i'll make sure i can pay you back for that. you really didn't have to—"

"mike," you interrupt, "seriously, don't worry about it. i understand your situation and i want to help you."

mike looks at you gratefully, almost lovingly.

"y'know—"

"so, i should really—"

the both of you talk at the same time. "oh, sorry, you go."

you smile gently. "no, you go. i was just going to say i should hit the road."

he runs a hand through his hair again, eyes darting across the room bashfully. "well i — uh, i just wanted to say thank you for all you do for abby... and for me. it means a lot. you're very... kind."

your smile widens at his awkward choice of words, but it deeply touches you that he appreciates you. you place a hand on top of his. "of course, mike. i'm always here for you."

mike looks at your hand and inhales deeply through his nose. "will you — will you stay for just a little while longer?"

before you know it he's on top of you on the couch, slamming his middle and ring finger inside you while you bite back moans. "gotta be nice and quiet for me, sweetheart. can't wake abby up, okay? or else i gotta stop and neither of us want that," he whispers to you sweetly.

instead of letting you respond, mike presses his lips against yours in a deep kiss while he continues to finger you. you break apart to quietly call his name, letting him know that you're close.

much to your dismay, he pulls his fingers out before you can come. "mike, please," you whisper.

"please, what, honey?" he teases.

you squeeze your thighs together, trying to relieve the tension in your core. "please fuck me already."

mike presses his forehead against yours, breathing sharply as he slowly pushes inside you, inch by inch. you bite your lip to keep yourself from crying out as your pussy swallows his hard length.

as he begins to move, he also clearly struggles to keep his noises to a minimum. as a solution, he envelopes you in a kiss as he moves inside you. his pace gradually increases from gentle to faster. the feeling is absolutely delicious.

he can feel your pussy spasming around him and his own dick pulsing too. he uses the hand caging you in on the couch to hold yours as he continues to fuck you.

"feel so good around me, baby," he whispers hotly. "you have no idea what you — ngh — do to me. every time i see you i always think about fucking you like this."

"mike," you moan quietly. his words only encouraged you.

his name becomes a whispered chant falling from your lips as he fucks you through your own orgasm. he's sure to pull out and come on your stomach while he pumps himself.

mike wipes the sweat off of his forehead and sits up so your legs lay over his lap. "sorry for pushing you into overtime," he jokes.

you give a small laugh. "no worries. it was my pleasure."

mike shakes his head at your dumb joke. then his smile fades and he looks at you seriously. "is it... too early to say that i love you?"

you lean up and meet his lips in a kiss as your answer.

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf smut #fnaf movie #fnaf x reader #mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt smut #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader

[osaemu]

GOJO SATORU: ❛❛ ONE MORE CHANCE? (IT WON'T BE THE LAST) ❜❜

.ೃ࿐ you hate your ex, but nobody else can fuck you half as well — so maybe you'll give him one more chance.

contents: fem!reader. implied unprotected sex, dirty talk (?), lil' bit of praise, lil' bit of degradation, oral (fem. receiving), couch sex, gojo covers your mouth at one point, cursing, lil' bit of teasing/mocking (?). sorta toxic but whatevs we love a toxic king! 2000+ words.

author's note: got lazy in the middle of writing this loll

"he's just so fucking annoying," you groan, swirling the drink in your hand. the ice clinks against the side of the glass as you lift the cup to your lips, sipping the whiskey and wincing at the way it burns the back of your throat. you lean back in the plush couch in your friend's living room and sigh. "i don't know why i ever dated him."

your friend nods in agreement, eyes fixed on her phone for another second before she turns it towards you. "look what he posted on his instagram."

on your friend's screen is an instagram story, and the tag shows that it's from your ex-boyfriend — satoru gojo. tired of his insensitivity and annoying nature, you had dumped him two weeks ago, and god, you'd never had such a petty ex in your life.

after you broke up with him, he blocked you from all his socials and got all his friends to do the same. so, since he practically knew everyone, you lost a hundred followers.

and apparently, he's out fucking some other girl right now.

the story on your friend's phone is a picture of a smirking satoru with his arm wrapped around some girl with a red plastic cup in her hand. they're bathed in overhead red lights, and you can barely make out a familiar dark-haired boy in the back — another one of satoru's fuckboy friends.

"he's such a manwhore," your friend says with an eyeroll. "d'you want to stay the night?"

you shake your head, setting down the now-empty glass on a coaster. "it's alright, i wouldn't want to intrude," you say with a rueful smile.

your friend eyes you suspiciously for another second before leaning back in her own seat and closing her eyes. "stay safe, it's pretty late."

you nod and toss your things into your bag before stepping out the door, closing it gently behind you. as you get in your car and drive back to your house, thoughts of satoru fill your head. 

you don't recognize the girl under satoru's arm, but she's pretty — too pretty for him. sure, satoru was conventionally attractive, with his ocean-blue eyes and flawless physique, but still. 

satoru was a shitty boyfriend, and now he's an even shittier ex. when you two dated, his spoiled brattiness and constant sorry, i forgot's drove you insane. he couldn't even remember your birthday. it was a miracle that you tolerated him for that long — until your one-year anniversary, which obviously slipped his mind.

"you're so insensitive," you groan, dragging a hand down your face. satoru suppresses a sigh, blue eyes looking everywhere but at you. "and— satoru, are you even listening to me?"

you're quiet for three seconds before he responds, and naturally, it was with a "huh? yeah, what is it?"

every time. every single time.

"it's over," you mutter, shaking your head frustratedly. "we're over, satoru."

"fine," he responds after a moment. "i never really liked you anyways."

"fuck you."

if you didn't give a fuck about that white-haired bastard anymore, why did the memory of your breakup still sting?

you try to tell yourself that it doesn't matter. maybe it was for the best — he was out with some pretty girl, so why couldn't you go out and sleep with some hot guy? 

you make up your mind right as you step into your house, and thirty minutes later, you're in a tight dress and four-inch heels. and it's almost funny how easy it is to doll up when you don't have a horny boyfriend trying to fuck you every two seconds.

right before you step out the door, you eye yourself in the mirror and can't help but admire the way your dress hugs your waist, accentuating your curves. that smug manwhore didn't know what he was missing out on — so why not show him?

you pull out your phone and take a picture of yourself, snapping a couple before deciding on one and posting it on your story. you knew he'd see it — you intentionally let his burner stay unblocked, and coincidentally, he didn't block you either. 

just as you push open your door, you realize that your phone's on death's door — just over five percent remaining. so you plug it into your charger, kicking your feet impatiently as you wait for it to charge to a reasonable amount.

some part of you wants to chicken out, to stay home and spend the night watching a classic romcom. but the other part of you, the part that can't ignore the fact that you haven't had sex in two weeks, urges you to go out and get laid.

so twenty minutes later, when your phone finally hits forty percent, you practically throw open the door and rush out and find yourself face-to-face with the guy who's somewhere between belly conklin and andy bernard on your most-disliked list. satoru gojo.

"what the fuck are you doing here?" you snap, wrapping your arms around yourself as the cold night air touches your bare skin. satoru eyes you up and down, and suddenly, you're very aware of just how exposed you are. "satoru, answer the damn question."

"where are you going?" he asks, eyes narrowing when they settle on your dress's deep neckline. 

"none of your business," you reply shortly, biting the inside of your cheek. unfortunately, satoru looks good. just like in his instagram story, he has one button undone in his collar, and his hair is rumpled and perfect all at the same time. "answer the fuckin' question."

"saw your story," satoru replies, slipping his hands into his pocket. "you going out on a date or something?"

the question catches you off guard, and your irritated expression drops for a moment. strangely enough, satoru doesn't have his usual smug expression on his face — he looks conflicted. he never looks conflicted.

"doesn't matter," you respond, walking around him and relishing the way your heels clack on the concrete ground. without turning around, you ask, "so, what about my story made you come over?"

you're not sure why you're baiting him. maybe it's the slight chance that he would beg to get you back, maybe it's the tightness in your chest and pussy, or maybe you just want the satisfaction of seeing satoru squirm.

whatever it is, it lets satoru take you by the wrist and drag you back inside. you suppose that if you can get dick at home, then there's no point in going all the way to the club. and it's not like you're gonna get back together over one night — this would be purely physical. he wanted you, and you wouldn't mind him.

"fuck, right there, sweetheart," satoru groans, pushing your legs impossibly farther apart as his tongue laps at your pussy. the two of you barely made it to the couch in your living room before satoru pushed you down, a mischievous smile on his lips. one thing turned to another, and soon enough he was on his knees in front of you and eatung you out like a starving man.

"you're such a loser," you mutter, threading your fingers through his hair as his tongue makes you see stars. he really was — who shows up to their ex's place after getting dumped? a laugh bubbles out of satoru's lips while his mouth is still on your pussy and it makes you shiver. satoru looks up at you, an amused gleam in his eyes.

"s' that so?" satoru mumbles, pressing his lips to your inner thigh with a smirk. "then why'd you let me in, huh?"

"why would i go out when i can just get fucked at home?" you say dryly, a smile growing on your lips. "since you made the effort of coming all the way here."

"my pleasure," satoru scoffs sarcastically, getting up and joining you on the couch as he tugs you into his lap. "so i'm the pathetic loser here, yeah?"

you nod, letting satoru unzip the back of your dress with one hand. he laughs and shakes his head. "you're the one who let me in, baby."

"yeah, well, you showed up."

"you coulda slammed the door in my face."

"maybe i should've," you mutter, not liking the way he's grinning at you. "you gonna fuck me or what?"

"aw, you're desperate. how cute," he replies without missing a beat. it's been a while since you got to banter with satoru like this, and some part of you misses it. sure, he's disgustingly cocky, but at least he has the dick to back it up. and it's fun, too — you like the chase, and clearly, he does too.

"not really," you say with a shrug. that's a lie — the only reason you let him in was to get fucked, and contrary to the excuses falling from your mouth, you were getting impatient. not that he needed to know that.

"fine. have it your way, brat." satoru smiles cheekily and bounces his leg up and down, making you grit your teeth as you struggle to focus.

you make a face at satoru, crossing your arms. "what are you—"

"waiting."

"for what?"

"for you to beg."

your mouth falls open, and you glare at satoru, hating the way he's smugly grinning at you. this isn't the first time he's asked you to beg for him to fuck you — back when the two of you were dating, he had no problem edging you the whole night and practically making you cry for him.

"not this again," you groan, letting out a drawn-out sigh. "just fuck me already, satoru. or i'll go get someone else to."

satoru clicks his tongue, smiling lazily. "we both know you won't do that."

again, he's right, and god, you hate him for it. "just shut up and fuck me."

"alright, since you asked so nicely," satoru drawls, running his tongue over his teeth. he studies you intently, white hair falling into his eyes. before you can ask what he's looking at, he has you pinned against the couch cushions, face down and ass up. 

"good girl, stayin' nice and quiet for me," satoru groans, hand clasped over your mouth as he pounds into you from behind. "you always talked too much. never knew when to shut that damn mouth."

you moan against his hand, unable to think about anything else but satoru and his dick. that's the only reason the two of you stayed together for as long as you did — because the sex was irreplaceable. and after two weeks without getting fucked, you seriously consider throwing all pride out the window and begging for him back.

"shit, you're so fuckin' tight," satoru says with a rough laugh. "have you really not fucked with anyone else since you dumped me?" 

you shake your head, eyes pressed shut as satoru continues sloppily thrusting into you. there's a coil in your chest that's threatening to burst, and the whines slipping out of your lips increase in both pitch and volume.

at this point, you can hardly remember why you broke up with satoru — or maybe, he's just not giving you a chance to remember. his pace is relentless and mind-numbing, and shit, maybe it's for the best.

when he finally lets you cum, it's the best feeling you've had in what feels like forever. the edges of your vision go white, and satoru removes his hand from your mouth, letting out the lewd, muffled sounds that you've been suppressing all this time. not long after, satoru cums too, and it's sloppy, messy, and all over you. 

satoru collapses on top of your back, hot breaths slipping out of his mouth and brushing against your cheek. "took me so good, baby," he groans, pressing his lips to your neck and laughing breathily. "we should do this again sometime."

you shouldn't like this. you should be shoving him out your door, but his mischievous smile is irresistible. and even though you know this time probably won't end any different than the rest, you decide to give satoru one more chance.

"yeah, same time tomorrow?"

"anythin' for you."

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